"But the Northern Sea City is our face, blowing up this city will cause us to lose all our past glory in an instant!" Starry Sky argued anxiously.
"But if we don't kill him, what's at stake is the honor of the entire Japan!" Miyamoto Musashi's expression was extremely grave, "No matter how the world mocks us, we cannot let down our country! We cannot become criminals of Japan! This national war was caused by me, and if we can't defeat God of Slaughter this time, then there will be no one in Japan who can stand against him. When Japan is defeated, we'll be the sinners! In that case, what use is preserving a mere Northern Sea City?"
"Why do we have to kill him in this way?" Starry Sky stomped his foot in urgency, his handsome face already twisted, "We've provoked God of Slaughter, so consider us conceding, but we will have many more chances to deal with him! He will need time to win this national war, and we will have the chance to fight back!"
